The River and I

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The river and I

I merrily dive into,
this chaotic river.
Tis far more better here.
Confused as I am,
I wandered;
and lost my way
along deceitul sidestreets,
in the jungle.
Thus I dared and followed
unbeaten, virgin ways,
Unknowing
that one of which was,
the untold path of gold.
Yet, as my shoulders drooped,
patience escaped me.
I gave up, and
began anew, which left me
dumbfounded.
The most pitiful cite.
Now, my feet led me
to this river's bank.
Her waters are in no jovial mood;
flowing intensely,

Her misery evident in disarray.
And as I immersed into the lucid water,
and felt her comforting embrace;
I allowed my body to drift.
Her persuasive currents,
my sole guidance.
Alone I am not, for
with her -- I am.
Uneasy and distraced this
living river may be,
At least she's unashamed
of her honesty.
Truth overflows here:
in her genuine panic;
her abandonment of will;
the surrender to fate;
Divine acceptance of nature; and
in her sincere letting go
of pain; which
settles unforgotten, underneath.

In this river, I'll stay.

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